Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Feeling ballsy, I reminded, “You still haven’t answered my question.”
He thought about it for a second. “What do you want me to say? That I’d love to be your fuck buddy?”
“That’s a start.”
He playfully baited, “You horny, sugar?”
“I think that’s pretty obvious now.”
“Yeah,” he enticed. “Well, I want to hear you say it.”
I felt like I would explode. “Ledger…”
With a wicked grin, he recalled, “I told you I wouldn’t lay a finger on you until you begged me to, and I’m a man of my word.”
“Don’t I know it. In my defense, you started it.”
“Oh, it’s my fault you want to ride my dick?”
“You kissed me today.”
“I was celebrating.”
“By kissing me?”
“It felt right at that moment.”
“What about this moment?”
“There’s nothing I won’t give you.” He touched my stomach. “Either of you.”
“I don’t need any of that stuff. I can—”
“Then what do you need, Hazel?”
I didn’t know how to respond, so I didn’t.
“At some point, you’ll have to forgive me. Because I’ll tell you right now, I don’t regret getting you pregnant, and if you’d let me, I’d do it again.”
“If you keep saying stuff like that to me—”
“You’ll what? Admit you’re still in love with me?”
I kept his intense gaze, once again announcing, “I don’t love you, Ledger. How many times do I have to say it for you to believe me?”
He stubbornly challenged, “I’m not the one who needs to believe it. You may hate me, I’ll give you that, but the truth is, you also still love me. It’s a very thin line, you and I.”
“You know what?”
“What, baby?”
I snapped, “I fucking hate you.”
“Great.” He deviously smiled. “Now say it again until you believe it.”
I could feel his heat searing into my body. I couldn’t take it anymore—it was all too much to process. I felt as if I was that eighteen-year-old girl all over again, completely at his mercy. Exactly how I craved.
He skimmed the inside of my thigh, my dress making it easy for him to do so.
I froze, locking eyes with him.
I cleared my throat, trying to steady my voice. “You’re obviously ignoring what’s blatantly in front of your face.”
He looked me up and down. “Sweetheart, you’re the only one who’s in my face right now.” Slowly, he slid his fingers higher. “What do you want to do about that?”
I had nowhere to go.
I could barely move.
“Because I can think of plenty of things to do with your sweet little mouth that loves to push all my buttons.”
“Beckham…”
“So I’m Beckham when my hand is near your pussy?” His pupils dilated, dark and daunting. “You’re not going anywhere unless I want you to.”
“You can’t keep doing this to me.”
“What’s that? Making you wet?”
“Ledger—”
“Oh, now I’m suddenly Ledger again?” With an arrogant smile, he called my bluff and my body’s natural reaction to him while his fingers caressed back and forth on the soft skin of my bare thighs.
My breathing elevated, simply proving to him that I was full of shit.
Reading my mind yet again, he added, “You can keep lying to yourself all you want, Hazel, but I know the truth. I can see it in your eyes, I can hear it in your voice, and I feel it”—he finally touched my core through the silk of my panties—“on your pussy.”
I sucked in another breath, leaning into his touch.
“You can think I’m an asshole for it, but I honestly don’t give a fuck. I’ve lost ten years with you, and I plan to make up for it. Even if it takes me the rest of our lives, I’ll prove to you how much I regret hurting you the way I did. I make no excuses for how I behaved. I was painfully wrong, and I know that now. I need you to understand how much I need you in my life. All I want, all I’m hoping for, is for us to be a family for our baby girl. With two parents who love each other and will give her the world.”
“You’re not being fair.”
“There’s nothing fair about this.”
My thighs clenched, hearing his retort. Using my defenses against me, he started rubbing my clit.
“What’s wrong, sugar? Where’s your smart-ass mouth? Huh? Where’s my tough city girl now? I guess she’s not so strong when she wants something from me, knowing I’m the only man who can give it to her.”
Hating his overinflated ego, I argued, “Plenty of men have given it to me.”
He loudly growled from deep within his chest, continuing his sweet torture on my nub. I was so unbelievably torn between what was right and wrong. I may have hated him, but my body seemed to love him.
I needed him to hear it. “I’m not yours, and I never will be.”
“Fine,” he bit in a hard-edged tone. “I’ll just own your pussy in the meantime because I have no intention of letting you leave our home.”